The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

By the time dawn broke on the horizon, I had already freshened up.

Outside the room stood a row of servants carrying all the things needed for the Alpha Ceremony.

The crown, made of pure gold and designed like a peacock's tail, was recently unearthed from the pack's museum. The feather designs, among other details, were realistically carved. When I was born, the best craftsman in the pack crafted this for me to wear on the day I became the Alpha. It was also a great blessing from my father.

I touched the ruby on the crown. Thinking of my father, my heart suddenly stopped.

It was a pity that my father wasn't around to watch me take over his position.

He had always put the members of the pack before himself. When he was alive, he worried that I would cause problems for the pack if I took over his position.

This time, he had no chance to stop me anymore. Dressed in a traditional white robe, I smoothened the gold thread embroidery in front. I was in a trance.

What I used to dislike had now become the only thing I'd got.

slightly and asked my servant to put the crown on my head, along with the matching ruby necklace and

sparkling jewels, I felt

was still a hopeless loser

the life and death of countless individuals. After the ceremony, my life would take

followed

there was a knock on the door. Warren came in to walk me through the entire process of the ceremony. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

in high-end clothes, with an extraordinary temperament, he would be presiding over the ceremony. Although he had lost a lot of weight, his gorgeous face was still clearly

through the window shone on him, dispelling his innate coldness and slightly warming up

to him, smiling. "You came

offered a cordial grin and responded, "Let's just get this over with. There are still a lot of things to

Warren had been handling a lot of matters of the pack. Perhaps as a result of losing a

his side profile, my

death, not only did Edwin become gray-haired overnight, but Owen also started feeling down in the dumps. The two pillars of the pack gradually delegated power and authority to others, obviously not wanting to

would officially announce that Warren

on, Warren would officially become my most

voice, "There won't be any problem with the ceremony, trust me. Have you had breakfast? Do you want something to eat?" Without raising his head, Warren scrawled